Honestly, I probably shouldn't be doing another syoc while working on my other two. Oh well, I can take turns updating, since 'Back to the Beginning' will be my next update.

-Please Don't Stop the Music-

Chapter 1.

-Nick-

"This isn't Boston anymore," I tell myself as I enter the building for the staff meeting that was required prior to the first day of school tomorrow. Hell, I could walk out of here now, and head towards the bus station now, but I had already signed up for this job, and in nine months I could go back. I keep walking forward to the gymnasium.

Once everyone was in, or assumed to be all of the faculty was in the meeting started, and we were discussing matters that would impact this year, and the sport coaches were asking about funds that would help them or they would be cut, and that turned much into a debate. Then it had dawned on me, what about the arts programs? Did they even have them here? Slowly, I saw myself raising my hand to ask the question that had been on my mind.

"Mr. Ashton, I've been weighing it in on my mind, but is there any form of music arts at this school?" I ask, as my brown eyes locate his green eyes, as I wait his response. I doubted I would like what he had to say. It had reminded me of when I had told my father that I was enlisting in the Army, back before I had graduated.

"Mr. Wentworth, I'm sorry to inform you that the closest thing we have to that is theater, and then after this year, that as well may be shut down," Mr. Ashton tells me with fake sympathy, and tries to move on, but I cut him off again.

"What if there was a way that we could save it? Schools do that. They have fundraisers, and awareness clubs, but what if we go beyond that? We have social media, which could help, and honestly, I think it would kids out," I state my side of the debate. I was waiting for the frenzy that would come later. I doubted it would even go anywhere, and I would be known as the librarian who started a protest over something I thought was right.

"Mr. Wenworth does have a point," I heard another teacher speak up. I had no idea who it was, considering I had just started, and knew absolutely no one, but I did know that it was a males voice. I smiled to myself, because someone had wanted to say I had a point.

"I mean, maybe the theater club, and this proposed club that he's proposing could team up, and work together. McKinley High School just put back their Glee club back together, and Dalton High has had their music club for over a hundred years, and besides, wouldn't this school like to see change," the other teacher had protested. I watched the look on Mr. Ashton's face, as he decided to finally think it over.

"I don't see the theater club wanting to give this a chance, but I will give you until December break to try to get this together, if it fails, this proposed club will no longer be available, as though it had never existed," he announces proudly, as though he had no time for this, and then moves onto the next thing of the day, it was done, but I was glad that we had won, even if it was for a short time.

-Please Don't Stop the Music-

-Hadley-

First day on senior year, and damn I couldn't wait to get out of here. Franklin Hills is a long way from anywhere. The closest mall in two hours away, and nearest food chain is two towns over. As soon as I enter the school, I immediately head over to the Student Life bulletin board, in which, I still wondered why on earth they called it that. Maybe I would never know.

"Excuse me, do you know where Mr. Bridges room is?" I hear someone ask me, and I register as to which Mr. Bridges they had meant, since we have two Mr. Bridges working in this school. Smith was also the common last name in this school.

"Which Bridges is it?" I finally ask as I turn around, and notice how he had looked different. Not in the weird way, but in his own way, which was something different around here. His blue eyes stuck out, and I was sure any girl who hasn't a lesbian would fall head over heels for him. I wouldn't because I was straight, but then again, you do hear of man crushes now and then. His suspenders hung down around him, and he was wearing a backwards Seattle Seahawks cap. He wore a a pink polo shirt, which was peaking up underneath his gray blazer.

"Liam," he finally answers me. Oh boy wasn't this kid in for a treat having Liam Bridges as his first teacher. I couldn't no more feel sorry for him. I had Liam Bridges last year, and well it was not fun, though, him mentioning how Game of Thrones could have been a reality, and then doing a time jump about the Civil War, and well you get the idea.

"I can show you where his class is. I'm Hadley," I finally tell him. I hadn't seen anything interesting on the bulletin anyways, unless you count the auditions for this new music club. I doubted that they would get anyone, because word had it that Warblers were being coached by Blaine Anderson, and everyone in Ohio knew what that had meant. We stood no chance in hell.

"I'm Johnny," he tells me, as he looks over at my Nightwing messenger bag, and throw it over my left shoulder. I wasn't about to tell him that I was going to think about joining the music group. I hadn't even had a song to audition with. Then finally I snap back into reality, as we reach the history class.

"I'll see you around," I tell him, as I depart the classroom, and instead of heading towards my class, I finally had it figured out, as to what I was going to sing, so I head to the auditorium head back to the flier, and check it out. After doing so, I head to the music room, which I knew would be empty because no one has ever used it since a couple of years ago, and everything was just collecting dust. I spot an abandoned guitar, and wonder who would just leave it there.

I picked it up, and began to sing a few notes of the song I had in mind.

Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain

I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days

She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones

Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone

And I'll be gone, gone tonight

The ground beneath my feet is open wide

The way that I been holding on too tight

With nothing in between

The story of my life

Then the bell went off, and I headed to class. This was going to be the year, I just knew it. I also knew I would have figure out my college plans, before my father did, and that was one thing I didn't want this year.


Nick is portrayed by Blair Redford, Hadley is portrayed by Mike Naran, and Johnny is portrayed by Harry Styles.

Song credits: Story of my Life - One Direction.

Also, I will be bringing back another character to assist Nick with his group.